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in a crease of blue light |
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Greeneyes  
since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind 
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We will never be that stone to build from: music or storm some forgotten secret tonight the world is a garden of whispers with a wide mouth naked loud I’ve covered my eyes and ears {I said that because I wanted to but it has no meaning really} maybe it will be clearer in a crease of blue light But, I know each distance this moment will bring each between that will settle each-- superficial emotion around us I should have told you long ago how much I loved you when we were real-- I can’t find those words right now – or those feelings we once shared {you never forget the ache} or the skin of water just out of sight -- the clock with no face; just random numbers the fingers that fragmented the rainbow-- how weak I must be to accept this fate: to allow him to steal my eyes and blur the colors I was not aware reality could leave with such hurried steps I wonder, would you laugh-- if I asked how many bricks bare the name-- how many stolen roses are blocked by the wall ~ tonight the world is a garden of whispers with a wide mouth I should have told you long ago how much I loved you when we were real the frame of what was scattered now to empty sky touched by nothing but sadness ~~**~~ And so it those we live with and should know who elude us But we can still love them we can love completely without complete understanding |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Oh mercy me! Wait until our resident Moth Mother reads this one  Oh this was a poignant write Lauren, and took my emotions on a rollercoaster ride. |
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backtash123 Junior Member
since 2006-04-22
Posts 46 |
This poem had my emotions stirring. I related, but understood what you were saying. Most emotional read so far. |
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Musicmaker1969
since 2000-06-25
Posts 589Peterborough, Ontario Canada |
A very moving poem and filled with what I felt to be sadness. If you are sad about losing a loved one either by death or by break up, I pray you find healing and comfort through writing and other methods of coping. But always come here and post your thoughts and emotions because you do it very well. Sheri Adams Jesus lives in my heart! He can in yours too!!! |
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StevenS Senior Member
since 2005-09-21
Posts 945L. A. (Lower Alabama) |
As beautiful as a butterfly Greeneyes! |
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Les Gartner Junior Member
since 2006-04-10
Posts 37MD |
This was truly beautiful. Your handling of the emotion, the sadness, the regrets shows a maturity of poetic voice. Very well done. Les |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
A beautiful though sad write and I hope all who read it will remember to say "I love you" when they feel it. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Lauren...even in sadness, you gentle your words and make such beauty! I love the way you write!  |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Lauren, Your writing always takes my breath away.. leaving me speechless. Love ya lady~ ~ Trace my body with your words, |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
We will never be that stone to build from: music or storm some forgotten secret tonight the world is a garden of whispers with a wide mouth naked loud I’ve covered my eyes and ears {I said that because I wanted to but it has no meaning really} maybe it will be clearer in a crease of blue light ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I should have told you long ago how much I loved you when we were real-- I can’t find those words right now – or those feelings we once shared {you never forget the ache} or the skin of water just out of sight -- the clock with no face; just random numbers the fingers that fragmented the rainbow-- how weak I must be to accept this fate: to allow him to steal my eyes and blur the colors I was not aware reality could leave with such hurried steps ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Darlin Lauren....your poetry is that stunning crease of blue light... the one that the butterflies are drawn too... and the moths...   "Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take ... but by the moments that take our breath away.” G.Carlin |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
"I was not aware reality could leave with such hurried steps" How true.. wrenching..absorbing. I weep silently with you. "too bad ignorance isn't painful" |
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Ericc Member Elite
since 2003-01-31
Posts 4178 |
Wow...I love this one! Eric |
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